To wake in the early golden dawn,
to see the red rose blush and offer a secret smile,
to inhale the perfumed mist upon the breath of a coffee cup,
to hear love’s sacred first words,
to taste the joy of newly brewed nectar,
to touch the beguiling beauty of life’s liquid mystery,
this is the hypnotic drink of ecstasy itself.
I raise my lips to the King of Heaven’s host
and sing the rapture of God’s pure lyrics.


©Rangzeb Hussain